Having resolved the issue of the Changsheng Hall and successfully outwitted the woman who had once sent people to assassinate him, Lin Xing was feeling extremely pleased with himself.
However, there seemed to be some problems with the Ten - Thousand Poison Sect next.
The Ten - Thousand Poison Sect was powerful. Even if the old Poison God was eliminated, there were still various large and small forces deeply intertwined within it. After all, Qin Wuyan was young and it was still difficult for him to gain the full trust and submission of everyone.
The several Demonic Sects each had their own forces, businesses, and so on. What Lin Xing needed to do was not simply subdue them by force, but to take over as much of their power as possible.
The people in the Demonic Sects, just like ordinary people, needed funds for their daily lives such as eating, drinking, and other necessities. Therefore, their financial resources were quite astonishing, and each sect had its own businesses.
The Changsheng Hall specialized in selling various health products and medications for treating bruises and injuries, taking the high-end route (in ancient times, ordinary families were reluctant to buy medications for treating minor injuries).
The Ten - Thousand Poison Sect was well-known in the production of animals and plants, with a large output and a wide market.
The Hehuan Sect had various silk products, garments, and numerous teahouses spread across the country, and its business was booming.
The only one that was not doing so well was the Ghost King Sect. It started late and had limited funds. The Ghost King could only invest in various things haphazardly, like a blind cat searching for a dead mouse. Even so, the annual income of the Ghost King Sect was still an astronomical figure!
The reason why the Demonic Sect could recover after suffering heavy losses several times was because of its profound foundation. As long as there was money and resources, there would be a continuous stream of people joining.
And Lin Xing tried his best to get Yu Yangzi to submit rather than replacing him directly, because only Yu Yangzi was the most familiar with these matters and could maximize the utilization and deployment of financial resources and other resources.
Every time there was a change of regime, some people would use underhanded means to make a fortune. Lin Xing didn't want to suffer unnecessary losses.
It was the same in the Righteous Path.
The Qingyun Sect, the Tianyin Temple, and the Fenxiang Valley all had a profound influence in their respective territories.
It could be said that if Lin Xing unified both the Demonic and Righteous Paths, he would almost control the financial lifelines of most of the world!
A true local emperor!
If he added Longyin that Old Man Su had given him, he would almost be the master of the world!
Just thinking about this made Lin Xing extremely excited!
Damn it, an emperor!
Controlling the military and financial power of the whole world in his hands, what an amazing feeling —— he had to experience it!
"Poison God, for the sake of my ideals, you can go to hell ten years earlier!" Lin Xing moved his body and rushed towards the Hehuan Sect.
He wanted to discuss with his master!
His Taoism of "shrinking the earth into an inch" had improved greatly. Now, when Lin Xing took a step, he could move a thousand meters. In a short while, he had already reached the stronghold of the Hehuan Sect.
Several disciples were guarding the door. Lin Xing didn't want to reveal his identity and was too lazy to explain to them. He took a step and used the "shrinking the earth into an inch" technique to enter the room.
A delicate and elegant fragrance wafted faintly, the screen fluttered gently, and the pearl curtain shimmered with light. The residence of Lady Sanmiao had always been quiet and peaceful.
"Master, Master?"
Lin Xing called out a few times but received no response.
How could she not be here?
Lin Xing took a few steps forward and lifted the pearl curtain. A misty gauze curtain hung there, and there was no one inside.
Could she have gone out for something?
Casually picking up an apple from the table, Lin Xing lifted the gauze curtain and lay down inside.
His whole body sank into the soft bed sheet. "Ah... Master really knows how to enjoy! This bed sheet is so soft and it has a nice smell. Mmm... ah!" Lin Xing pulled the sheet over and took a deep breath. The fragrant smell filled his nostrils, making him feel extremely comfortable.
Lin Xing seemed to imagine the scene of Lady Sanmiao sleeping under this quilt.
A charming and enchanting beauty, with her lotus-like arms exposed and a white and graceful neck. The thick quilt covered her body, and occasionally when she turned over, a deep cleavage of her breasts would be revealed...
Damn it, it was so tempting!
Lin Xing was sure that his beautiful master had feelings for him, but his physiognomy skills had discovered that Lady Sanmiao still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart. The identity of master and disciple had always been bothering her.
He had to keep weakening this master-disciple relationship!
Taking a bite of the apple, Lin Xing's spiritual power swept through the room in a strange trajectory, emitting the charm of fire, the charm of thunder... Cultivation had almost become an instinct for Lin Xing now. He didn't need to think about it deliberately; he just did it.
A red undergarment on the bed suddenly came into Lin Xing's field of exploration.
It was bright red, as unrestrained as a blooming flower. Lin Xing couldn't help but imagine Lady Sanmiao wearing this undergarment. Her snow-white skin, proud and delicate breasts, wrapped in the dazzling red undergarment... Lin Xing's heart burned with desire.
Lady Sanmiao, who had always been dressed in white, actually had a red undergarment!
It was impossible! That would be too obvious! Lady Sanmiao paid great attention to her appearance and demeanor!
Lin Xing had a lewd guess!
His beautiful master actually liked red undergarments, but the leaders of the Hehuan Sect in previous generations had always been in the image of wearing white clothes, and this couldn't be changed! So, every night when she went to bed, Lady Sanmiao would secretly change out of her white undergarment and put on this red one...
Damn it! This guess was too tempting! Lin Xing scolded himself for being too lustful!
However, just daydreaming wasn't going to work. He needed to do something real!
With a thought, Lin Xing's spiritual power grabbed this bright red undergarment.
Lin Xing stroked it excitedly.
It was smooth and soft, made of the finest silk. On the undergarment, there were two embroidered ducks and a clear spring.
No! These weren't ducks; they were mandarin ducks! Lin Xing suddenly realized!
These two mandarin ducks looked... rather ugly. It was obvious at a glance that Lady Sanmiao had embroidered them herself. If it had been embroidered by someone else and presented to the leader of a sect, how could it be so mediocre?
Maybe Lady Sanmiao didn't want others to know her secret.
Lady Sanmiao was longing for love!
Lin Xing stroked this fiery red undergarment. The soft touch was like cotton caressing his heart. The two mandarin ducks on the undergarment were imagined by Lin Xing as himself and Lady Sanmiao.
"Sigh! When will I be able to frolic with Master like mandarin ducks in the water?"
Lin Xing let out a sigh.
Lady Sanmiao clearly had feelings for him but didn't want to cross that line. Although Lin Xing seemed disrespectful to his master on the surface, he actually respected her very much in his heart. He wouldn't use those underhanded methods.
He could only work hard to win her over with his true abilities!
This was really a test of his true skills in courting a woman!
Lin Xing picked up Lady Sanmiao's undergarment and put it under his nose, taking a deep breath.
The faint fragrance must be Lady Sanmiao's body scent!
Although he couldn't have her, it was still okay to smell it a few times!
Lin Xing spread the whole undergarment on his face and concentrated on enjoying it. He also withdrew his spiritual power cultivation and focused on feeling the fragrance on his face.
It was as if he had plunged into Lady Sanmiao's charming and generous embrace!
Lin Xing was completely intoxicated.
Shasha shasha.
I don't know how much time had passed. The gentle sound of a skirt swaying came. Lady Sanmiao's graceful figure brought a burst of fragrance.
And Lin Xing, who wasAddicted to that precious undergarment, didn't notice Lady Sanmiao's approach at all. He took deep breaths and occasionally pressed the undergarment with his hand to make it stick closer to his face.
He looked so indulged in pleasure that he had forgotten everything.
By the side of the bed surrounded by the gauze curtain, Lady Sanmiao smiled, with a hint of happiness on her lips. Looking at Lin Xing's rather indecent figure, she smiled playfully and slowly lifted the gauze curtain.
Lady Sanmiao's delicate body trembled violently!
A deep and rapid breath came out from Lady Sanmiao's delicate nostrils ——